The sun was burning like fire, and the hot sunlight above the head seemed to burn the entire earth. Because there was no wind, the sand on the ground was silent and motionless. It seemed that it was too hot because of the heat of the ghost weather. Even if you step on it, the light yellow fine sand would just squeeze out to both sides to form a shallow footprint, and then step on it on the next step, leaving a new mark.

In front of you is a vast desert that is rolling and rolling. The layers of sand dunes that extend like waves seem to always be luring the traveler toward its depths. There seems to be a new world behind each high and raised dunes, but in fact, if you keep walking, you will find that those places are always dry. When people find that they have penetrated into this terrible desperate land, they have no hope of escaping.

Since ancient times, deserts have been strange and terrifying places. If they are in the largest desert in the world, even the bravest and most experienced travelers must be careful not to take a wrong step, otherwise what awaits them will be left in this barren land forever and become victims of nature's hands that dominate life.

A team of travelers slowly advanced along the ridges of a hill, and the entire team was wrapped tightly. No one dared to expose his skin on the hottest days of the noon. If that didn't take long, he would be sunburned and peeled.

The travel team is quite large, with groups of camels being escorted by dozens of people, and camel bells making monotonous jingles sounds between this terrible silent world.

A small-sized person in the team was curled up between the two camels of a camel. This man wrapped himself in a very concealed manner like his companions. Nothing was exposed except for his eyes.

"We will be able to get to Sabaro Well soon, and life will be better when we get there," said tall and thin men, riding a majestic Arab horse, leaping forward from the side of the line, and passing a few camels carrying heavy boxes to the small man.

His horse looked energetic and did not appear tired from the hot weather.

In fact, horses are more entitled than people in the desert. When needed, horses are always the first to drink water. If there is not enough water, the head of the team will leave the water for the horse to drink, because experienced travelers know that as long as there is still horse, there is still hope.

"How far are we?" It seemed that because of the weather, the little man's voice sounded a little low and hoarse. His eyes exposed outside the turban swept across the man quickly, as if he was guessing the man's mind. However, when he saw the man take off the water bag handed over from the saddle, the little man hesitated, and took it over and lifted the turban and drank it. After a few sips, he seemed to have recovered his energy. Looking at the man, he cleared his throat and asked, "How far is we going to get to the place?"

Perhaps because of the water, the sound sounded much more rounded.

This is a woman.

"It's almost done when we arrive at Sabaro Well, which is the closest oasis to Matru in the desert. We'll take a break there and then the next road will be much easier."

The tall man took the water bag handed back by the woman and took the facial towel and drank it. His dark skin was covered with sweat beads, showing a healthy color. Seeing the woman looking at him, the man opened his mouth and smiled with teeth. But when he saw the woman, he immediately turned his face and stopped looking at him. The man shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"If I ask you why a young woman like you came to such a place, you probably won't tell me, right?" The tall man was very talkative. Although he found that the other party didn't seem to want to talk to him, he was still very interested in talking to the woman. "You can tell that you are a woman of origin. Just look at the people you brought to know that you are not simple, but I still don't understand, are all the men in your place dead and want a woman to show up."

The woman glanced at the man in front of her. This person was the guide she paid a lot of money to find someone to invite. If there were no experienced locals in such a desert, once they were lost, even an entire army would be swallowed silently. So in order to safely pass the desert, they found the local people who were most familiar with this.

"We are in business. As you said, all the men in my family are dead." The woman's answer made the guide stunned. His eyes began to hesitate when he looked at her. After he stammering for a few times, he immediately found a reason to urge the horse to move forward, as if he was hiding from the plague.

A smug smile appeared in the woman's eyes. Although all of them had to rely on this guide to lead the way, she knew that she could not fully trust this person. This was a place far away from her hometown, and she was on a mission that might affect the fate of an empire.

A strange color seemed to appear on the top of the sand dunes that were evaporated by the heat from the ground in front. The striking green of the yellow that was dry and desperate was so eye-catching.

The woman heard the shouting in front of the team. After a long journey, she saw the green at this moment. Everyone couldn't help but sigh. Some people turned over from camels or immediately, kneeled on the ground and prayed excitedly, but the woman did not follow them because she had different beliefs from these people.

As she took off her thick turban, Mrs. Connie Ou showed her very beautiful face. Although she seemed a little dirty because she had been traveling in the desert, her originally tired and listless eyes suddenly became energetic at this moment.

"Sabaro Well..." Mrs. Connieou couldn't help but feel excited when she looked at the vaguely visible oasis in the distance. She knew that this difficult and long trip had finally seen hope.

The tall guide rushed over again, but this time he was far away from Mrs. Connie Ou. After saying that, he hurriedly left. Looking at his escape-like appearance, a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of Mrs. Connie Ou's mouth.

She knew that the guide should have been frightened, after all, there are women who cursed the whole family to death here who are considered ominous, especially since a woman named Jara Dur appeared hundreds of years ago, where a woman who lives widowed or dies of father and brother is regarded as the embodiment of a bad omen.

Connie Ou doesn't think there is anything wrong with being regarded as a bad omen, which can at least reduce her trouble, and she thinks that this will allow her to command her team more effectively, because even among their own people, some people think that a woman is not enough to take on such a major task.

However, Connie Ou had great confidence in herself. She came and went smoothly in Constantinople and Italy. She believed that most men and women in this world did not have the knowledge of her. Perhaps only the Earl of Montina, who looked like a very knowledgeable person, because after Alexander said, after sending many people to test the East continuously, Connie Ou was surprised to find that although Alexander had never been to the East, he accurately pointed out a very powerful enemy behind the Ottomans.

Mrs. Connieou was surprised by the Persian ambition and the overly young and enterprising Ismay, who was so young and rare enterprising. While she was so familiar with Alexander's situation in the pagan country thousands of miles away, she also actively contacted the Safi Order, who was also in the same way in accordance with Alexander's instructions, although she also believed in paganism but was obviously an Ottoman mortal enemy. Then she was surprised to find that this paganism not only had a very powerful force, but also their leader, a 13-year-old boy, already had a lot of rich war experience that European nobles had known that she did not have.

At least when she heard that this young man, who could only be said to be a little brat, taught the Ottoman Sultan's agent in the East a lesson, she suddenly realized that perhaps this long-distance trip would really have unexpected gains.

So while contacting the remaining forces of Jem, the brother of Bayesette II, Madame Connio began to frequently contact the Persians. In addition, according to Alexander's instructions, she tried her best to promote firearms to these Safi Order, who seemed to be extremely confident and arrogant in her own force, to help them improve their combat effectiveness.

This process was not easy. These Persians seemed too stubborn. They firmly believed that their heavy cavalry in armor inlaid with iron sheets and thick leather were invincible. Some of them even publicly mocked the soldiers who hid in the queue with firearms and dared not stand up as cowards. They used several consecutive battles to prove that their swords and guns were invincible. This made Mrs. Connieou once progressed slowly and gained nothing with the Persians.

This helpless situation even disappointed Connie Ou, until something that could not be said to have unexpected happened, changed the situation.

The expedition that Bayesette II had to terminate due to accidental injuries not only affected the Ottomans' pace of progress in Europe, but the key was that the Sultan's injury quickly weakened his power to control the empire.

While seeing the opportunity, the two sons of Sultan realized that their brothers might do something to themselves in advance. So after losing the strong suppression of Sultan, they began to openly form cliques within the empire, and even the armies of the two sides clashed directly.

It was at this time that in order to expand his strength, Ahmed, the eldest son of Bayesette II, sent troops to launch an attack on the Karamans who were allied with his younger brother Selim in the eastern part of the empire.

This war, which was originally destined to have occurred a few years later, happened early because of the wounds of Bayesette II. Although the Karamans were still doomed to fail, the Persians further east were completely shocked by the huge power of the sharp firearms of the Ottoman army in this war, and the miserable appearance of the Karamans, who advocated swords and guns, as they advocated invincible swords and guns, were completely shocked in front of these weapons.

Ismay I, the head of the Safi Order, who was always regarded as a little kid by Alexander, took the initiative to summon Connie O, who he had never had much interest. After seeing the powerful power of the firearm she brought, Ismay I finally decided to consider talking about business with those from Europe.

This is how Connie O started the work of threading needles between the Persians, Jem's remnants, and Alexander. After countless temptations, arguments, bargaining and even dangerous escapes due to refusal, Connie O finally negotiated the first deal for both sides.

And the participants in this deal were not just Persians and Alexander, who was far away in Italy.

"The count wanted me to work for him, but it might not be him serving me," Mrs. Connieou thought proudly. She knew that Alexander seemed to have some connection with the powerful people in some Ottomans. Otherwise, as long as they thought about the risks of transporting goods through the Mediterranean, they would know that no one would be willing to invest such a large amount of money in the first business.

The ship had about a thousand pieces of fuse hook guns, and more than a dozen of artillery pieces that were obviously just cast. These weapons that were enough to prepare a very powerful army were sealed and shipped directly from Naples. After a brief rest and final arrangement in Sicily, the sea ships loaded with these weapons drove all the way to the east coast of the Mediterranean.

Their destination is Matru on the Egyptian coast, a small port about 120 Farries from the famous Alexandria.

The reason why I didn't choose Alexandria, a more convenient place, is that the cargo of this ship was too special. For the purpose of caution, Ashulk, who participated in this shipping, did not want the ship's weapons to fall into the hands of the Mamuliks.

It has been 250 years since a favorite concubine named Jara Dur conspired to seize the descendants of the Ayub dynasty of Asaladin, and then married the slave-born imperial guards and established the Mamuliuk dynasty.

Today's Mamuruk dynasty is facing a huge threat from the Ottomans. After a series of wars with the Ottoman army, the Mamuruk dynasty in Egypt lost many important areas. Although Ashulk did not care who killed the Sultan family and killed, he was worried that if the weapons were left in the hands of the Mamuruk, once the Ottomans knew about it, they might find the trouble of his participation.

Therefore, according to his intention, the place where the business was delivered was arranged in the relatively secluded port of Martru. Although it seemed to be rarely visited due to the inconvenient transportation on the edge of the desert, it was precisely because of this that as long as the goods left the port and came ashore, they would not be easily discovered.

This was the first time Connio came to Matru. Even though she was the daughter of a traveler, she crossed most of the Anatolian plateau from Persia, then passed through Jerusalem and Beirut, and then passed through a large terrible desert to come here. This still gave Connio an illusion that she seemed to have walked from one edge of the world to the other half.

Sabaro Well is the name of an oasis. It is famous for the six underground wells that will not dry up all year round. It is precisely because of the rich groundwater here that it forms the most precious oasis in the desert.

There is a small city in the Sabaro Well Oasis. The Egyptians stationed in the Tucheng were a local judge and his guards. According to the laws of the Mamuliks, this judge has all the powers to arrest, judge, and execute. It can be said that this person is the master of the Sabaro Oasis.

Connio gave the guide a generous reward. She had decided not to let this person lead her when she went back. She didn't have to write down how to go, but was worried that the guide might reveal their whereabouts.

Along the way, she had noticed that the guide was very concerned about their origin and had been inquiring intentionally or unintentionally, which made Connie O's careful. She guessed that this person was unlikely to be just because of curiosity, so he was either inquiring about the news and preparing to sell them to the Egyptians, or he might have explored the way for those robbers such as the forty thieves.

Although people had been sent to contact him for several years and knew that the ship had indeed been sent as scheduled, Connieo was still very worried. She knew that the cargo on this ship was not just a batch of weapons or the gems, ivory and Persian carpets used by the Persians to trade. This would be one of the two key paths to lay nails behind the Ottomans.

The other road is to go directly through the Balkans, from Moldova on the Black Sea, along the Black Sea, and directly to Persia.

However, according to Alexander, there were other candidates for that road. For Connieo, although the road passing through Egypt obviously took a big detour and was not very safe, she was more willing to choose this road to trade with people from Europe for her own reasons.

The guide was right. It was much easier to walk on the road from Sabaro Well to Matru. Connie O's still did not show up. It was indeed not suitable for women in Egypt to show up, so she was still hiding in the team and led by a subordinate. After a day of rest, she followed some merchants who were also rushing to Matru to Port Matru.

Because it is July, the hottest season of the year, even though the road is much easier, when they finally feel the slightest blowing of the sea breeze, the travelers still cheer again. Many people even threw down their things and goods around them and crawled towards the heights. Then they stood on the high slope of the Mediterranean that could see the rippling waves in the distance and shouted joyfully.

Connie O also saw the sea, and at the same time she also saw the green and green port of Martruck spreading in the distance.

But what she didn't expect was that when she brought her team to the port and found the Clark sailing ship called the "Xi" according to the secret message sent by the messengers in advance, she was shocked by a person who came off the ship.

"Earl? How could it be you?" Connieo was shocked to see Alexander wearing a pagan loose sailor suit.
Chapter completed!